THE GIRLS ALL GET PRETTIER AT CLOSING TIME

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OH, THE GIRLS ALL GET PRETTIER
AT CLOSING TIME



Grandma`s sitting at the bar
Nobody near this chick
With her gray hair
And a little beard
Wonder what she`s do`n there



Have `nother drink Fred
`stoo early to go to bed
Check that blonde with th
Old guy over there
Bet she wishes he was dead



The band plays smash and grab
Romeos are dance`n like they
Was mad
All the girls look pretty good
But it`s early Bud me lad



Then bar-kee yells last call
Where`d the time go ?
Grab yur drink and swill it all
Gotta git more y`all
Where`s all the girls ya know


They`re all down by the door
Just stand`n there in a row
Wander by and look ,there`s Grandma
Only she`s a smashing blonde
Arm and arm she goes



Grandma hooked a kid
Young sailor by his looks
He thinks she`s twenty two
Gett`n younger too
Out the door they stumble



Marilyn Monroe has got my arm
Dang she`s nice and warm
Where you been all night I ask
And she`s just fulla charm
On the other side is Julie Juice



Man its great to rule the roost
Women fight`n fur my love
Every one winner of a beauty cup
Oh, the girls all get prettier at closing time
And every one is hook`n up

---- Eagle Cruagh